I Really Want to Sleep Until I Wake Up Naturally

"Be kind."

"To."

"Wake up."

"To."

"Fu Xuechen."

“…”

The roll call began, and the students who did not take this course left one after another, and the students who took this course finally didn't have to stand in the aisle, and chose their seats to sit down.

Fu Xuechen, no matter what happened outside, was still lying on the desk in a deep sleep, and there was no sign of waking up.

Ran Xing thought of the professor's illustrious name, stuck out his finger and poked the arm of the same table, and reminded in a low voice: "Classmate, wake up, the professor has begun to call names."

Fu Xuechen slept quite lightly, and when Ran woke up, he woke up, sat up, and leaned lazily on the back of the chair.

Just woke up, he was more or less confused, and his beautiful face was pure and blank.

Professor Gong Hui called his name again: "Fu Xuechen."

He responded in a slightly hoarse voice: "Here."

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to realize something and turned to look at Ran Xing.

Ran Xing thought that he was here to thank him, after all, she woke him up and let him succeed in the perverted "Linear Algebra" class, which was definitely a good person and good deed, but Ran Xing Obviously thinking too much, Fu Xuechen looked at her for a few seconds, and then he looked drowsy again.

He didn't restrain his drowsiness, lay down on the desk again, and fell asleep.

Well, maybe she looks as dull and sleepy as Linear Algebra!

Ran Xing thought in a mess.

Over there, Professor Gong Hui called out the students who were not in the class and drove away the students who were not in the class. He carefully determined that there were only 24 students in the classroom, and then began today's teaching.

Universities generally put more emphasis on scientific research and less on teaching. Many professors basically read PPT in class, but Professor Gong Hui is very attentive in teaching. He does not even turn on the computer, let alone PPT. He took the chalk and wrote on the blackboard with a "swish swish".

Ran Xing thought about the credits and graduation, and was naturally looking forward to "Linear Algebra". She was short-sighted by 100% who usually never wears glasses. In this class, she took out her big black-rimmed glasses. Standing on the bridge of the nose, staring at the blackboard, with the rigor and seriousness of a scholar.

But—

I don't understand what's going on? !

I'm getting more and more sleepy, what's the matter? !

The upper and lower eyelids stick together? !

Since high school, Ran Xing found that it was very difficult for him to study mathematics, physics and chemistry.

Chemistry is okay, mathematical physics is simply a hypnotic artifact.

During the college entrance examination, her parents were worried that she was so nervous that she could not sleep, so she went to the hospital to prescribe sleeping pills in case she needed it. Read it again.

In the end, before nine o'clock, she only read two or three pages of math wrong questions and covered her face, she... had a tryst with Duke Zhou.

Nowadays, the professor talks about linear algebra that she doesn't understand, chalk writes the subtle sound of "kakaka" on the blackboard, cicadas chirping outside the window...

This situation, this scene, this situation…

A lazy autumn afternoon, perfect for a nap.

Anyway, she could not understand no matter how hard she listened to the lecture, she might as well seize the opportunity to supplement her sleep and learn by herself with plenty of energy.

Drowsiness surged up, and the degenerate factors in Ran Xing's body quickly gained the upper hand, and she easily persuaded herself to fall asleep without restraint.

Her sleeping skills have been exercised since elementary school and have been tested in countless classrooms. It is different from everyone at the same table, Fu Xuechen, who slept on the table. Ran Xing leaned on the back of the chair, His eyes drooped at a forty-five-degree angle, his eyes were fixed on the desk book, and he held a pen in his right hand and hovered over the textbook...

Just looking at that posture, it looks like a good baby is taking notes.

But in fact, she was already asleep.

It's just that she slept secretly, quietly, quietly, and unknowingly.

With superb sleeping skills, Ran Xing is rarely found sleeping in class.

However, there are occasional surprises—

"Wake up."

With a loud noise, Ran Xing, who was sleeping lightly, was awakened instantly, and she subconsciously said aloud "to".

This is a skill she has developed in her freshman year, which she successfully tapped in her sleep.

But today she was a little embarrassed to say "arrive". When she woke up, she found that the professor on the stage was looking at her earnestly.

Ran Xing was a little dazed, the baby-faced male classmate in the front row turned back and reminded in a low voice, "Professor ask you to do the question?"

Understand!

He gave the classmates in the front row a grateful look, and Ran Xing stood up.

Professor Gong Hui tapped on the blackboard and said, "This question, as I just said, is the elimination of linear algebra."

Ran Xing looked at the pile of formulas on the blackboard, as if reading a book from heaven.

To tell the truth, she knows how to eliminate the linear algebra?

Ran Xing bowed his head with guilt: "I won't."

As he bowed his head, his eyes fell on Fu Xuechen's head.

"Fairy Yan Zhi" is still lying on the desk and sleeping very sweetly at this moment. In the whole class, who is wearing glasses and staring at the blackboard, he looks very maverick and fresh and refined.

However, it wasn't that he was sleeping that caught Ran Xing's attention, but that he had two spins on top of his head.

Two swirls juxtaposed on top of his head like two vortices.

Suddenly she thought two hair spins were cool.

But soon, she got rid of this idea. As far as she knows, baldness starts from the top of the head. If there are two hairpins, there must be double the pressure of baldness. That would be terrifying.

"Are you not convinced when you see him sleeping?"

Professor Gong Hui saw Ran Xing staring at Fu Xuechen with a paralyzed face, and his square face became more serious. He walked directly off the podium and came to Ran Xing.

Ran woke up and shook his head, "No."

No.

She just woke up, her brain was slow to respond, and she stared at the top of the head for a while.

Furthermore, the two spins are really eye-catching.

Professor Gong Hui knocked on the table with his fingers, "Wake up."

Ran Xing really felt that he should wake up a little, and immediately said "oh" obediently.

The class burst into laughter.

Professor Gong Hui's lips twitched, thinking that this classmate had a weird name, and said, "'Wake up' is not you."

The whole class went crazy with laughter.

Professor Gong Hui's voice was cold and stern: "What's so funny."

In exchange for more crazy laughter in the class.

Ran Xing was a little confused when she heard the laughter in the class, until her deskmate Fu Xuechen stood up, and the tall body blocked the light and shadow in a large area, Ran Xing understood, Professor Gong Hui knocked The table was waking Fu Xuechen, but she made an "oh", as if she thought she was calling her.

Come on!

Sacrificing myself to amuse everyone!

Ran Xing is very Buddhist.

"This question on the blackboard, Fu Xuechen, please answer it!"

Professor Gong Hui said, I don't know if it was Ran Xing's illusion. Professor Gong, who has always been fierce, now has a gentle voice in his voice.

Fu Xuechen, who just woke up, glanced at the blackboard lazily, and reported a series of numbers in a hoarse voice.

Seeing the reactions of professors and classmates, Ran Xing knew that it was the correct answer.

Professor Gong Hui motioned Fu Xuechen to sit down, and briefly explained the answering process, then looked at Ran Xing and said coldly, "Sit down too, Ran Xing."

Ran Xing was amnesty, and she sat down immediately. She squeezed her thigh with her little hand, and let the pain remind her to wake up. She brushed it in front of the professor in such a humiliating way in the first class. She looks familiar, and if she sleeps again, she will not pass this semester.

Soon after sitting down, Ran Xing noticed that her deskmate Fu Xuechen had been staring at her, and Ran Xing turned back subconsciously.

Fu Xuechen, who had just woken up, looked a little confused, his white and tender cheeks were flushed, and there were many grooves on his cheeks.

.

Ran Xing stared at him for a while, and after thinking for a long time, he thought that he might hate her for causing him to fall asleep in class and be found out.

She fell asleep on the desk.

Come on!

Maybe my face has a hypnotic effect!

Ran Xing put down the pen and gave up writing a small note to explain to him.

Professor Gong Hui only glanced at Fu Xuechen when he was sleeping, and didn't mind at all. It meant that if you could answer the linear algebra questions in seconds while sleeping in class, you could sleep like this. Crazy; if you can't answer, you still have to listen carefully.

Even in college, people who study bully are privileged.